Daoma hooked his sexy lips and said, "Ha, look, in order not to have misunderstandings between us, I specially saved this young master Chang's life.

Now I really want to know if it is your order for these people to come to me today?

If it was your order, it would be a pity, and we had to break up."

Then Daoma rubbed Chang Fu's head with his foot and continued, "If it wasn't for your order, it would be that your dog caused trouble without authorization, and he would leave it to you for handling.

I want to see... your so-called rules.

Is there really no exception?"

Faced with the open plot of killing people with a killing move, Concubine Chang immediately fell into a dilemma. If the rules he set were to break his promise in front of all his subordinates, how could he talk about planning to establish a country in the Western Regions in the future?

Moreover, Chang Guiren knew very well why his son appeared here, and was competing for "beauty" with him.

In addition, Chang Fu also has many dissatisfactions with him behind his back on weekdays, which has violated his taboo.

His eyes swept over Chang Fu coldly, then looked at Daoma's charming face and symmetrical figure against his triangle eyes, trying his best to hide his restlessness, and said in a deep voice:

"If there are no exceptions, what can you do for me?"

Daoma smiled, his fingers lit Tang Dao one after another, and said slowly: "I heard that selfless people are all people with ambition. If this is the case, it seems good to do things for you. I will think about it seriously."

The situation changed in an instant, and Chang Fu felt a great fear and cried bitterly: "Dad, don't do this, Dad, I don't want to die..."

It felt noisy, and Daoma kicked Chang Fu on the chin, making him speechless, and then faced Guiren Chang.

He reached out and made a polite invitation: "Come on?"

Guiren Chang stared at him, and after a long time, he nodded without joy or sorrow: "I'll do it!"

As he said that, his right hand shook, and a rope sleeve drew a graceful arc in the air like a sharp arrow. The next second, he accurately covered Chang Fu's head, strangled to the sky, and hung on the crossbar.

"Ah! Daddy, Daddy, I am your son, Daddy, Daddy...

...

...You are poisonous and eat your son, you will not die well, you will be retribution..."

Chang Fu was just an ordinary warrior who was incomparable. He hung his mouth in high altitude and opened and closed it. Unfortunately, his chin was dislocated and these shouts were unable to make a sound. He struggled and persisted for a while and then he died.

Hey, he is a cruel person. Is this a kind father and a filial son? I would like to call you the best father in the world... Daoma watched Chang Fu, who failed to fight for his father, slowly died, and suddenly felt an intuition in his heart that the nobleman Chang on the other side might have made a lot of plans.

At the same time, the chrysanthemums are inexplicably tight. No matter which dynasty, the hatred of killing their sons is unshakable. It seems that this person cannot be kept.

It’s a pity that after today, I will probably become a wanted criminal in the Sui Dynasty.

After all, every destiny official in the border involves the face of the Great Sui Dynasty in the Western Regions. If the destiny official is killed, it is impossible for the court to fail to do anything.

Thinking of endless troubles in the future, Daoma also had a tremor on his scalp.

However, if you practice the fourth view of Diamond Sutra by yourself, "View and Attaining View", you must abide by your original mind to achieve success, otherwise your mind will be blocked.

Besides, I am not the kind of person who is willing to be wronged.

Therefore, noble people must die.

Or, unless... kill all the witnesses in Chisha Town?

Otherwise, I would not be spared.

But this thought flashed away because Daoma understood that he would never be able to do such a slaughter of the town.

Seeing his son getting angry, Guiren Chang turned his head and asked without blinking:

"How about it, sword horse!"

"Have you considered it clearly?"

"Ah?..." Daoma held a long voice and looked up at Chang Fu's body. He sighed: "I am worthy of being the life officer of the Central Plains dynasty. I feel bright and clear. Daoma admires it, but it's a pity..."

Guiren Chang squinted his eyes: "What a pity?"

Daoma turned around halfway and said with anticipation: "Actually... it can be hung higher. I like to see the body hanging high and flying like a flag in the air. Can you know that feeling? It's beautiful..."

"Haha!" Concubine Chang lowered her eyes and smiled, waved her hand, and immediately some subordinates ran to lift Chang Fu's body up.

The body rose to the top of the beam and could not be raised until it was raised.

In this situation, the scene was in a strange and quiet state.

All the warriors who came over the government office saw that the young master who was usually arrogant was killed by his father and became a wind corpse in the desert. Everyone felt scared.

These warriors instinctively wanted to take a step back and stay away from the noble man Chang. They could see the tall back of noble man Chang, but they did not dare to move.

Every move at the scene was in the eyes of Guiren Chang, but he was unmoved. His eyes swept over his son's body, then stopped on the torture of the two-headed snake, raised his hand and waved it again: "Increase the strength."

"Yes, sir!" The five strong men who were performing the work shouted, and also tightened the rope and increased the strength.

"Hu...Hu..." The rope around the neck was tightened again. The two-headed snake, who could only vent but not intake, felt despair and felt that life was disappearing.

But when he saw his wife and children who were heartbroken for him, the two-headed snake, who was worried, suddenly used up his last bit of strength and struggled to shout at the sword horse:

"Cheer officer!"

"You have to promise me!"

"It's a little worth to die for me! You must agree to my request, please, guest!!!"

"Haha!" Chang Guiren squirmed his butt and chin and sneered: "Eat more force!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Guest... I'll ask you for your funeral..." Before his death, the two-headed snake wanted to beg, but unfortunately the rope was slowly embedded in the flesh, making him unable to speak again.

"father!"

Seeing the face of "that person" gradually distorted, Alai shouted in a collapse, then resolutely knelt at the sword horse, crawled on the ground and kowtowed: "Hero! Please save my father."

"Please help us, hero!"

"Hero, as long as you save my father, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you in this life..."

This silly boy, have you finally recognized your father? But this impression is not deep enough... Daoma glanced at Alai on the ground and said softly: "Ha, don't be stupid. I came to this town just to kill your father.

At the same time, I am not a great hero, I am just a plain person who is busy making a living."

There is no hope of seeking help!

When Alai looked up, he saw Daoma ignored him, a little ant, and was also sad. He got up and shouted "Dad!", and rushed out regardless of the subordinates of the surrounding nobleman Chang.

"Ah...Ah, Ah..." Although the two-headed snake was still holding its eyes to look at its wife and children, it was really powerless.

"Dad! I'll save you!" Alai ran under the crossbar, held the feet of the two-headed snake with both hands, gritted his teeth and tiptoed inch by inch.

"Oh, I'm so filial!" Chang Guiren just killed his son, and hated others for performing kindness in front of him. He narrowed his eyes and ordered:

"Hold me a little higher."

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